Listening to Yang Ye's words, Qin Xiaolian's eyes also flashed a little different, and she said softly: "There is love in my heart, this young man Luo Wushuang really can't become the hero who would rather bear the world in the future." ”

Yang Ye saw that Qin Xiaolian suddenly sighed, and then smiled, and then took out the "Hanging Silk Realm Method" of the White Emperor Organ City Luo Family and stacked it together with the "Wood Ting Research Technique".

He said lightly: "This Luo Wushuang, there is no fault in guarding against people, but he is also betting on me after all, I don't have the flower intestines that lose my conscience in the dark ditch, I am not interested in these two cheats, and then I gave it to Na Luo Bo Bay, but the money he gave just now, I really like it." ”

Yang Ye said jokingly, and unconsciously covered the silver ticket given by Naluo Wushuang with his hand, but it may have also been pulled to the wound, and there was a sudden pain, which also made him instantly embarrassed.

Seeing Yang Ye like this, Qin Xiaolian naturally stretched out her hand to support him, and said, "What's wrong with Childe, although your injuries are not as traumatic as Cuiyun Lotus and Thin Monkey, but the damage to your body is also great, why don't I help you in and rest." ”

Yang Ye did feel pain in his heart, but he still smiled indifferently and said: "It's nothing for me, although I was a little injured, but this White Emperor Organ City and his party have also benefited a lot, Yaoquan Sword Intent has gone further, not to mention, he has also realized a set of his own "Falling apart Sword Technique".

Now with the first half of "Wuhou Eight Arrays" with Zhuge predecessors, there is also a more domineering sword qi formation, so if it is compared to what Luo Wushuang suffered after he went back, it is not worth mentioning.

It's Cuiyun Lotus and Thin Monkey who have gone through this difficulty with me, but fortunately they are out of danger now, otherwise don't say that I am only injured now, even if I am disabled, I regret it.

And Miss Qin, you, you can't say a word, Yang has thanked you here. ”

Qin Xiaolian was originally supporting Yang Ye, but when she suddenly heard his words, she was also stunned, she also knew that Yang Ye had always been wary of herself in her heart for a while.

But she also knew it, after all, from the perspective of his temperament, this was normal, but now Yang Ye said this, not to mention that he put it down, but his tone and attitude were sincere.

For the first time, Qin Xiaolian felt that she was getting closer to this Yang Ye, she couldn't help but raise her head a little to look at the handsome boy she was holding beside her, and the eyes of the two also collided, but this time they didn't dodge each other anymore.

Yang Ye looked at her, and the light of the full moon just shone down through the sight of these two people, reflecting half of Qin Xiaolian's beautiful face, which was really like a jade flower.

Yang Ye also looked at it and went away, and then he also came back to his senses from Qin Xiaolian's unnatural and shy look that he looked at, and he immediately looked up at the full moon in the sky embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "The thin monkey is right, Miss Qin is indeed beautiful, like that fairy, I really don't know if Chang'e in the Cold Palace in the middle of the month is more beautiful, or you are more charming." ”

Qin Xiaolian was also stared at by Yang Ye just now, she was already shy and a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, the moonlight was soft, otherwise she would really be able to see the sudden red rhyme on her face.

Qin Xiaolian listened to Yang Ye's compliments, and after calming down, she said lightly: "The little woman is just a mortal, how can she be compared with that Xian'e, naturally she is more beautiful." ”

Yang Ye also suddenly laughed when he heard Qin Xiaolian's answer, and said, "Why is it incomparable? Didn't you also say that mortals can also become gods and reach the realm of heavenly beings." Besides, just in terms of beauty, I really think you are even more beautiful than the heavenly immortals.

In this way, if I am really lucky enough to enter the realm of heaven and earth in the future, I must take a good look at the appearance of those immortals, of course, I think they are not as beautiful as you. ”

Qin Xiaolian couldn't help but laugh when she heard Yang Ye's seemingly unserious but serious tone, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, and said: "Childe is also really interesting, I have only heard of those who dream of becoming immortals, dominating the martial arts, and I have also heard of those who want to become famous, etc."

I just haven't heard of it, if you become a heavenly person, go and see what Xian'e looks like. Let's not say that it can't be a heavenly person, as far as the immortals are concerned, it is ethereal and ethereal, is it possible that there is really a fairy Chang'e living on the moon.

Therefore, the celestial beings are the state, and the immortals are the gods, so don't laugh anymore. ”

Yang Ye was also pulled back by this Qin Xiaolian's sudden smile, he looked at her, and for some reason he actually exhaled a breath, and then said lightly: "You look good when you laugh, you have to smile more in the future." ”

Qin Xiaolian was also stunned for a moment by his sudden words, but before Yang Ye could react, she moved towards the cabin.

While walking, Yang Ye also said: "Okay, thank you Miss Qin for accompanying you to admire the moon, it's not too early, let's go and rest." By the way, anyway, I just don't think that Xian'e is as good-looking as you, so I don't believe you can see for yourself. ”

Yang Ye suddenly said the latter sentence that seemed unconvincing and inexplicable, and then he went into the cabin, leaving Qin Xiaolian and her alone standing on the bow deck.

Qin Xiaolian was also puzzled when she heard it, but thinking of Yang Ye's coke words, she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't help but look up at the full moon in the sky.

A magical scene appeared, only to see that the moonlight that penetrated seemed to be separated by some invisible thing, and the wisps of light were reflected on the surface of the river, and some of them shone on Qin Xiaolian's face.

But as the moonlight beams reflected each other, the wisps of moonlight seemed to be refracted back towards the full moon, and the light was strange and shining.

Then, after all the beams of light converged, they seemed to suddenly condense into a painting between this Qin Xiaolian and the full moon, and slowly formed a human face.

This painting is none other than the beauty Qin Xiaolian under the moon.

Qin Xiaolian looked at all these strange phenomena, she naturally understood that it was all done by Yang Ye's handwriting, "so beautiful", she couldn't help but murmur softly.

She is not lamenting her appearance, she is not novel, this means of blending with the moonlight, Qin Xiaolian's sentence "so beautiful" is more like talking about her current state of mind.

Qin Xiaolian didn't say anything, she went back to the cabin lightly, but after a while, she came to the bow deck again. This time, Qin Xiaolian also brought her pipa.

Qin Xiaolian leaned on the bow mast, just sat lightly on the canvas box, only to see her hugging her hands, her pipa was raised by her legs, bathed in the moonlight, her pipa just half covered her jade face.

Finger movement, sound spirit.

"The water pavilion on the floor is dyed with bead curtains, and the curvature is dry, and who is safe. Carved beams and painted buildings, peach and plum write Chunyan.

Walking Xu Xing's heart is dark, a song is tired, and Mu Liunian is in the past. The flat sand bank is weak and the water is 3,000, crossing the clouds and smoke, and the cold fiber string.

Qingchi people are drunk, and they sing rhyme and ripple. Lan Yin is looking for thousands of shadows, sending them from afar, and causing sorrow.

The moonlight is cool and the night is cool, the jade is decorated with sorrow, and the sycamore is lonely in spring and autumn.

The breeze is drunk, blowing through whose brows. The orchid fragrance people and geese go, the pavilion wanders and the pavilion turns to paint the building, and the dream of flowing clouds and water is difficult to connect.

The jade fingers are slender and slim in the evening makeup, and the pipa whimper is desolate. The river breeze rejuvenated the spring pavilion, and the autumn dream suddenly entered the other country.

Su Jian is in the window, and everyone is in tears. This meaning is as light as the moon, and the love is longer than the night of Yang Hua. ”

With Qin Xiaolian's song and song in this month, the docks of the White Emperor City that were still noisy seem to be very quiet, August 15, the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the beauty pipa, one song and one song.

Yang Ye, who went back to the boathouse, naturally heard her movements, Yang Ye picked up the wine jug in the room by himself, pushed open the window and drank it in the moonlight.

After Qin Xiaolian finished singing, she also got up silently and took her pipa back to the cabin.

It's strange to say, her song was originally the moonwind that night, but she still said it to these rough men who didn't understand the customs on the river, but for some reason it also touched her heart.

All of them seemed to be immersed in her pipa-accompanied singing, and Yang Ye was also silently drinking the wine, unconsciously reminiscing about something.

With the melodious singing, Yang Ye had wine in his mouth and said lightly: "Maybe this is incomparable, after all, we are all mortals who have something in our hearts!"